PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I went away for a while today;

Meandered out and onward.

I sat and watched the weather decay

Before retreating back indoors.

So privy are we to this working world,

But so powerless at its behest.

For all our pride that has come to place;

Our fears that beg to stay,

Nought shall come but love and death

And awe along the way.

So strip us please of falseties;

Do purify our souls.

We'll live our rest with lesser stress

And gain comfort from our roles.